usn't be late now he thought rushing down the street, bag over shoulder. The banquet of the season was already well into its occurrence and our hero was surely not going to be any more late for it. door. It slowly creaked open. As thoughts of dismay rushed into, through and out of his head he passed a very odd couple, who were staring very intensely at a wall - the wall had nothing on it. It could have been the most boring wall ever created but they were staring at it nevertheless. He was so blind-sighted by this interesting observation that he nearly collided with an elderly lady bearing two quite heavy buckets filled with what seemed to be a very disgusting sludge, almost went through with an impact with a chariot driven by a lady with pink and blonde hair.
adies and gentlemen. Boys and girls. Freaks, weirdos and outcasts of all shapes, ages and colours - gather round and listen to a tale of woe and misery. One which is both tragic and humorous. You will laugh and you shall cry. Your view of the world will stay unaltered but the views of others will change to abominations once you hear this ironic story.